If you have money, you can easily take that man away from her side. Six years of affection crumbled so easily in the face of money.
"Miss Xia, why are you in such a hurry to leave?" The woman reached out and grabbed Xia Yan, looking at her provocatively.
Yang Hexuan obviously protected Xia Yan, brushed aside the woman’s hand, slightly shielding Xia Yan behind him, and said to Ji Haoyu: "Do I need to repeat what I just said? It’s work hours, I don’t have ti to chat with you people, not everyone has nothing to do like you."
The woman smiled upon hearing this, glanced at the cara hanging around Xia Yan’s neck, and said: "Alright, how about taking so pictures? Let’s take so photos."
Yang Hexuan imdiately laughed: "Appointnts are booked until next year, can you wait?"
"It won’t take much ti. Considering my husband is Miss Xia’s ex-boyfriend, can you give us a backdoor favor? What do you say, Miss Xia?"
Yang Hexuan turned to look at Xia Yan, and sure enough, the usually calm look in her eyes was greatly disturbed by the appearance of this man.
Ji Haoyu hurriedly pulled the woman: "Tingting, stop it."
"Stop it?" The woman threw off his hand fiercely and said, "What? Worried I’ll bully her? You’re her ex-boyfriend. Now let her casually take a few photos, it’s just a small effort. Why ask to stop it?"
The woman turned her sight to Xia Yan again: "Miss Xia, how about I pay you five tis the fee? You’re a photography student, just take a few shots, how about it?"
Xia Yan bit her lip without speaking. The woman then looked at Yang Hexuan and said: "You’re her boss, what do you think? If five tis isn’t enough, how about ten tis?"
Yang Hexuan sneered silently, turned to look at Xia Yan, thinking he couldn’t always protect her like this. She had to overco the demon in her heart herself. She couldn’t let her emotions waver whenever this man was ntioned. She needed to learn to face it, to be at ease, and then to forget.
He smiled and said: "No one minds money. Since this lady thinks so highly of us, Yan’er, take the photos for them."
The word "Yan’er" made Xia Yan’s eyes narrow. He never called her by a pet na, usually called her by her full na, and mostly just gave her orders directly.
"The scenery here is nice, let’s take the photos by the seaside."
Xia Yan took a deep breath, picked up her cara, made so adjustnts, then walked to the spot the woman specified, and aid the lens at the couple.
The person she once deeply loved and whom she never forgot, now reunited, but in love with soone else.
"Have you taken the picture? Take another one with a different background." The woman, holding the man’s arm intimately, ordered Xia Yan with an air of superiority.
Xia Yan put down the cara, followed them, chose another spot, and raised the cara again. Just as she was about to press the shutter button, a pair of warm big hands covered hers, slightly lifting the cara. A soft voice whispered in her ear: "Do I still need to teach you how to find the right angle?"
As he spoke, his breath brushed against her ear, causing a numb tingling sensation. The sea breeze blew his long hair, intertwining with the strands by her ears.
The man’s face in the lens instantly stiffened, but Xia Yan didn’t miss a beat, quickly stepped back to the side, raised the cara to the height he just directed, and hastily snapped two photos.
Everyone in the circle said they were a perfect match, a talented man and a beautiful woman. Now, looking at them through the lens, she felt it wasn’t an exaggeration. Her envy and unwillingness in her heart didn’t seem as intense as she imagined.
Maybe it was because she was used to peace and had gotten accustod to numbness.
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